At Pt. Reyes, I drive over there, winding upon the Drake highway. I pass Inverness and continue through blustery oaks. It is late to drive to the sea and far away, but I have to see it, even in the rain. Continue reading
poetry
Stumbling onto Texas City
stumbling onto Texas City
I can see from here
how the whole world
might be mistaken
for oil country. Continue reading
Silence
To go somewhere and shiver.
To buy sardines, to make borscht,
to tell the immaterial windows about you or not you waiting or not waiting. Continue reading
Constellations
No one retrieves the dead
this winter: there’s a cat
along Market Street, iced Continue reading
You go outside to get inside.
I went to inspect Iowa
and uncover her consolation.
I found her gold
fields cut and stumbled
in her stubble, her dark furrows Continue reading
Adopt a Highway
Cans, bottles, plastic bags,
bras, panties, socks, boots and shoes,
tires, magazines, newspapers,
inhalers, pill bottles, condoms, Continue reading
One More Town Too Far
Then I worked for an old lady in El Paso
took down her storms put up her screens
painted her fence
she kept finding new jobs
said I resembled the boy she’d lost
insisted I sleep in his bed
the walls covered with posters
X-Men The Gladiator Kate Moss
clippings about boxing matches Continue reading
Crime Scene
All night she watched
the sky bloom with stars.
Now it is morning.
Purple lilies, orange sunrise,
yellow sun. Continue reading
on fire
you’ve known me to lie
lie on the teriyaki sauce floors
lie on the duct taped leather seats Continue reading
round and round
i find comfort in the darkness of others
it becomes the spices i bite into when eating my mothers food Continue reading